He came, and destiny brought you together. He left, and destiny scattered you. If you look for him, destiny rises. If you don't look for him, destiny vanishes. To find him is the beginning of destiny; not to find him is the end of destiny. The roads we've taken, the people we've met, all have their reasons and their own fated connections. Do more good deeds, and fate will naturally bring you together.
In his desperation, Adrian Desmond had hoped the old monk could offer some guidance, but he hadn't expected such ambiguous words.
Adrian recited the old monk's words several times, pondering their meaning. Does it mean I have to keep searching? As long as I continue, I'll find them?
"Sixth Master..."
Worried about the intoxicated Adrian, Walter Klein found him as soon as he parked the car. Adrian was standing in the middle of the square, lost in deep thought.
Adrian stretched out his hand. A dove landed on it, cooing. If I search, fate rises; if I don't search, fate vanishes...
